Lucy felt distinctly uneasy as she walked nervously through the dimly lit hotel lobby with its subdued night-lights between each anonymous door. As Lucy passed one of these darkened recesses where cleaning trolleys are usually kept, she suddenly felt a presence and almost immediately felt herself being grabbed from behind, her arms pinned behind her by another, stronger pair of arms. Before she had time to speak or think her assailant shifted position so that Lucy was in an inescapable arm lock and gagged. "Don't struggle and do as you're told and no one will get hurt" hissed the voice in her ear. It was a voice with an authoritarian ring to it, and it was female.
Lucy was quickly bundled through one of those anonymous doors. The other woman who was clearly stronger than Lucy and obviously trained to handle Herself, she threw Lucy to the floor and ordered her to stay there. Lucy was aware vaguely of a bed and several candelabra burning at several points in the room.
As Lucy lay there, not daring to resist, she heard the other woman start to undress. She heard the sound of a zip and of garments being tossed onto a chair. The woman then began to walk around the room, moving objects, making rustling sounds. As she walked past Lucy's prone position she crossed Lucy's line of sight revealing that she was barefoot and wearing black stockings over what appeared to be a shapely leg.
Presently the movements ceased and the woman ordered Lucy to her feet. Lucy at last could see her captor-she was seated in a large leather armchair completely naked except for the black stockings and matching suspender belt. She was clearly of Mediterranean extraction, possibly Greek. Her olive skin was only enhanced by the candlelight. As she sat there almost regally, her hands resting on the arms of the chair, Lucy could see her small, perky breasts with dark almost black nipples-small but very erect. Her slightly parted breasts revealed the bushiest black triangle Lucy had ever seen.
"Get undressed. If you refuse , your disobedience will not be taken lightly!" Demanded the woman.
As she complied and started to strip for this woman Lucy felt strange, as if it was another Lucy meekly obeying the command. It was a warm summer evening so there wasn't much to remove. The blouse was followed by the bra and as Lucy stepped from her skirt she stood there in just her panties, aware of how her own large breasts with their hugely prominent nipples contrasted with the other woman's.
"I meant everything!" came the command from the chair, Lucy hesitantly complied, stepping from her panties to reveal a closely trimmed blonde pubic bush, so unlike the other woman's.
"Now I am clearly stronger than you and as you know by now I can easily overpower you" exclaimed the woman.
"So you will be obliged for your own sake to obey me. Is that clear?"
"Yes" replied Lucy.
"You refer to me as "Mistress" " barked the woman.
"Yes mistress." repeated Lucy.
"I shall either call you nothing or bitch, is that also clear?" said the woman icily.
"Yes, Mistress" answered Lucy.
"Now bitch, walk over to the foot of the bed, stand facing the bed head and lean forward with the palms of your hands on the bed."
Lucy did as she was told. It was in that position that she felt the woman approach her from behind.
"Spread your legs, bitch!"
Lucy spread them. She felt the woman's hand between her legs-she was being examined. The most intimate of her body was being spread open to this woman's gaze. She seemed to keep Lucy spread like this for an, just looking, occasionally probing one opening then the other, until she had had her fill. She then crossed to another part of the room, there was the sound of a drawer being opened and closed, the woman returned and began to stroke Lucy's buttocks very gently.. Then without warning she brought the palm of her hand down hard making Lucy yelp with pain.
"Did you like that bitch?" The woman asked with a smirk.
"Yes, mistress!" was the reply, Lucy knew the answer she must now give.